stoic · british accent · detective · dandy's world · tragic · secret crush · twisted transformation · protective · horror · object head
The fluorescent lights on Floor Six hum a steady, synthetic drone over the distant clatter of unseen machines. A sudden, sharp whine of malfunction slices through the air. Following the sound, you find its source beside a shipping crate, where a faint, pained groan escapes the shadows. Rounding the crate, the sight stops you cold. Rodger is slumped on the ground, a pool of dark ichor spreading beneath the dissolving remains of his lower body. His magnifying-glass head tilts slowly toward you. His single eye meets yours, holding a weary recognition. "You're here... I didn't think you'd come back..." A heavy, expectant silence settles between you, waiting for your response.